"ha!"

The big men around the mansion bent down at the same time, with their hands hanging beside each other, bowing to the young man at a 90-degree angle, and did not dare to get up for a long time.

The young man's eyes fluttered, glanced at the big men, walked straight toward the interior of the mansion, and the two female ninjas followed behind.

"Hashibe!"

The young people just walked into the gate and several senior leaders of the Black Dragon Association rushed out. Their performance was even more exaggerated, their heads almost touched the ground, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

"Well, there is no need to be too polite."

The young man called His Highness of the Holyhead's voice was lazy, mixed with a hint of curiosity: "Is Masao Iwada really dead? Can anyone kill him under the protection of the three skuin?"

“Yes…yes.”

A short and fat middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Hashibe, please be sure to catch the murderer, please!"

"Don't be afraid, you are subordinates of my Hattori family, of course I will protect you."

While speaking, His Highness Hattori still used a folding fan to block his face, and his slender eyebrows slightly raised: "Take me to the scene to see, I want to know how they died."

"The scene was extremely bloody, and I'm afraid it would make Your Highness feel uncomfortable..."

His Highness Hattori waved his hand: "It's okay."

"……yes."

Under the leadership of several senior leaders of the Black Dragon Association, the group entered the room where Masao Iwada was killed by Lin Chong.

The tragic scene made a trace of haze flash in His Highness Hattori's eyes, and the two female ninjas following behind him even tightened their pupils and their minds were shaking.

"Sakura, Rin, can you tell which genre of technique is it?" His Highness Hattori walked to the middle of the four corpses and asked in a calm tone.

"Sorry, Your Highness, the other party's strength is far from imagination. Sakai and the others were killed in an instant, and there was no trace of fighting or resistance, so I couldn't see anything." The female ninja on the left whispered.

Another female ninja nodded slightly and agreed with her companion’s words.

"The instant killing of three Zhongnin means that the enemy has quickly drawn the sword and has practiced the Juhe technique to a state of superb level. With this kind of strength, at least a swordsman who is proficient in sword drawing techniques."

His Highness Hattori squatted down and looked at the wound on the corpse carefully: "Did Beichen have a sword flow? No, no, even if Beichen has a sword flow, the attack will not be so fast..."

The more he looked at him, the more confused he became, and his brows became tightly furrowed.

As the next head of the Hattori family, one of the three major sects of Igaru, he is well aware of all the kendo schools in Fuso, but he cannot tell which genre of these three ninjas were killed by the moves of which genre.

This kind of thing should not have happened.

There is only one possibility, that is, the moves of killing these three ninjas do not belong to any genre at all. It is just that the enemy takes action too quickly and suddenly, which causes them to be killed before they can resist.

His Highness Hattori covered his mouth and nose with a fan, turned around and walked out: "Put the body in bury it, don't make a big splash. I will send someone to investigate secretly, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Several senior leaders of the Black Dragon Society responded in unison.

"By the way, I heard that Masao Iwada's mistress is still alive? Where is she now?" His Highness Hattori continued to ask.

A tall leader said respectfully: "That woman clearly saw the assassin, but she said she knew nothing, so her subordinates were sending someone to question her."

His Highness Hattori's eyes froze: "Take her here."

"yes!"

After a while, the mistress was taken to the Hattori Hall. Her originally beautiful face was green and purple, and she obviously suffered a lot.

As soon as she saw the noble and elegant, handsome and extraordinary Highness Hattori crawled on the ground, her body trembling: "Kyoko Kokura greets His Highness."

"Tell me, what did you see?" His Highness Hattori asked lightly.

"I...I saw the black ghosts and gods."

Kyoko Kokura mentioned Lin Chong, and there was still fear on her face, which shows how great the psychological shadow Lin Chong brought to her.

"Black ghosts and gods?"

His Highness Hattori repeated softly: "Is the other party wearing black clothes?"

“Yes, yes.”

Kyoko Kokura nodded vigorously.

His Highness Hattori said in a gentle voice: "Can you describe his specific appearance? For example, body, appearance, gender, and temperament."

"He...he is a man, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, wearing a black mask on his face, holding a sword in his hand, with a cold temperament, and his eyes..."

Kyoko Okura shook and said, "Only ghosts and gods from the underworld can have such terrible eyes."

"Then why didn't he kill you?"

"I...I don't know..."

Kyoko Kokura shook her head vigorously.

His Highness Hattori saw that Kyoko Kosou was not lying, and his tone was even more relaxed, and he gently shook the folding fan: "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

"Dian... Your Highness, I'm sorry, after that man killed Lord Iwata, he told me not to speak. I was so scared that I didn't dare to make any sound."

Two lines of tears slid down Kyoko Okura's cheek: "He took a few photos of Lord Iwata's cell phone with his phone, and then suddenly disappeared..."

"Um?"

His Highness Hattori interrupted Kyoko Okura: "Are you sure he took a photo with his cell phone?"

"I'm sure!" Okura Kyoko cuts off the railway.

"Okay, this news is very useful to me, you can leave."

His Highness Hattori smiled on his handsome face and looked at the senior leader of the Black Dragon Association beside him: "Don't make things difficult for her anymore, do you know?"

"Know!"

Those black dragons would shock the senior leader's body, and he should be respectfully so.

Kyoko Kokura was so grateful that she gave His Highness Hattori a big gift that was promising to the ground, and left the room backwards.

"You guys say, why did that assassin take a photo after killing?" His Highness Hattori slowly swept across everyone's faces on the high seat of His Highness.

At this time, the room was filled with all the leaders of the Black Dragon Society. They all heard the conversation between His Highness Hattori and Kyoko Okura and thought hard one by one.

Finally, a thin and gentle leader mustered up the courage to say, "Your Highness, someone must have hired him to assassinate the leader Iwata and take photos as a certificate."

"So, who dares to risk offending the Hattori family and hire a killer to assassinate Masao Iwata?"

Everyone looked at each other, and one of them flashed his mind and said loudly: "Senior Horse Palace! It must be the Shinnian Palace! We have had many conflicts with Shinnian Palace recently, and I heard that the leader Iwata has been on their assassination list long ago!"

As soon as this statement was made, others expressed their agreement.

"Yes, Your Highness, this matter must be related to the Human Resources Palace!"

"Your Highness, start a war! Go to war with the Man and Horse Palace!"

"You dare to assassinate the leader of Iwata, the Renma Palace is simply crazy!"

"We want to avenge the Iwata Headmaster!"
Chapter completed!